"Various Artists Blue" Lyrics

Jay Dogg:Check it, uh, a tisket, a casket, shit be hell of drascticLivin for the city, no time for lougin', relaxingGots to get my grip, no man are comin here to often, rolling from the hip... Show More...

Jay Dogg:Check it, uh, a tisket, a casket, shit be hell of drascticLivin for the city, no time for lougin', relaxingGots to get my grip, no man are comin here to often, rolling from the hipPaid my doobs to be the bossin', for what it's worth, dibb my time for doin dirtLayin dowm the law, coast to coast, goin bizarreI remeniss on the day, the good times and true lies,'cause ain't no nigga got 9 livesÂ…

Where you from, where you at? Where you from, where you at?Who told you that, 'cause you only got one (x4)

Chorus:9 lives, who told you that, who you know,Where you from, where you at, 'cause you only got one9 lives, we're just tryin' to survive9 lives, we're just tryin' to survive

Essie:Got bless the child who holds his own, straight out of south west,Hands on the crown, bad to the bone, (what?)He wrote a let, with a scrap in his lap on the wrong tracktryin make the newspapers stackJazz:Now check it, ey yo, you never know what you can do 'til you find out on your ownThink you livin' large like a poem? Well, me I never fakin', when everything is takinYour back is what I'm brakin, money makin half Jamaican (Where you from?)Comin from Jamaica, Queens, New York, I'm shappered on a fork and I don't need that workSo don't step up, talking about two on a battle,'cuase I hit you with some shit that make your fram rattle

Where you from, where you at? Where you from, where you at?Who told you that, 'cause you only got one (x2)

Chorus x 1

Lil' Bit:Try to get at me, but you couldn't maintain, of pre co', you have no name, just another painJane, who try to get up on his train, left you stuck up in da game, flip da scrip,And left your ass hopeless, (yo, that's right)Essie:Can't trust these brothers in this game, you should have watched his back, (uh)snakeass jiggas, fakeass jiggas, finger poppin' triggas, (say what?) on this fakeass jiggolos'they shake them for their do' (come, come, come, come on)Lil'Bit:Can't keep your focus, got you in the smoke, chokin', broken open like a buss to TrogeneWhat your up? Why you even pressure up? What the fuck one shotEssie:So let this brothers fly on the dark side only the strong survive (say what?)Dead wrong if you thought that you got 9 lives9 lives, who told you that that you got 9 lives?

Where you from, where you at? Where you from, where you at?Who told you that, 'cause you only got one (x4)